Tigria was hovering in the sky, holding a scroll of knowledge.

The mage, eyes closed, deployed a search spell. As soon as she detected the distorted creatures that matched her set conditions, she quietly muttered.

"Eleven o'clock, behind the bushes. About seventy of them."

Before she even finished speaking, Lucy leaped into the air, gliding beside Tigria.

"Confirmed."

Then, without hesitation, the hero mercilessly landed in the direction Tigria pointed.

Boom!

The impact of the leap, which had once made Lin pale and insist against using it, tore through the air and ground. Just that alone sent half of the …